There was a young farmer whose family had been farmers for generations. Year after year and generation after generation, farmers used to sow in spring and harvest in1, beginning to work at sunrise and retiring at sunset. In good harvest years, they, could only have enough food to2and enough clothing to wear. If there was a famine due to crop failure, they had to go3.
This young farmer wanted to4his life. But he was too5and too cowardly. Being lazy and cowardly over everything, he often6having unexpected blessings.
A miracle took place7. One day in late autumn, when he was working in the fields, two groups of people were hunting nearby.8shouting was rising one after another, scared hares were running desperately(绝望地).9, a blind hare dashed itself against the stump of a dead tree in his field and died. That day, he ate that hare.
From that day on, he no longer wanted to farm again. From morning till night, he stayed10that stump, waiting for miracles to take place again.
